The old monk who could injure the Kylin was the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect who had been listening to scriptures in the Guocheng Temple for many years.
Hearing Zhuo Rusui's words, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect didn't get angry, but he sighed with emotion.
No matter how handsome you were in the past, after living underground for four hundred years without seeing the light of day, you would eventually turn into a ghost like him.
No matter how powerful you were in the past, you would eventually become a dog if you were targeted by the Aoyama Sect.
The giant of the evil path who commanded the heroes of the evil path had been away from the world for too long. When he reappeared four hundred years later, no one could recognize him.
But he was the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
Over the years, he behaved like a well-behaved old dog beside Yin San, but that was not the truth.
When he reappeared in the world, people might not recognize him, but heaven and earth would.
The wind was howling in the courtyard.
The Mountain Guarding Formation of Clear Flame sank downwards in an attempt to suppress him, but it could only ruffle his sparse hair and not move him at all.
He stood in the sky above the Tranquil Garden like a real devil.
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In fact, at least one person in the Tranquil Garden knew the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
"The Young Master of the Mysterious Dark Sect?"
Jing Jiu was a bit surprised. He thought it should be the guy who lived with a turtle shell on his back.
In the deepest part of his distant memory, he remembered that the guy had some problems with his Senior Brother.
Hearing Jing Jiu's words, Monk Duhai and Monk Dachang changed their expressions. Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun were stunned for a while before they realized it, their faces pale.
Zhuo Rusui stared at the old monk, shocked that it was him. It seemed that he was right!
Zhao Layue had already stood in front of Jing Jiu, with the Thoughtless Sword hanging by her side.
Jing Jiu reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed her belt. His Sword Source surged and turned into an unimaginable force, throwing her out of the Protective Formation of Clear Flame.
For some reason, the Protective Formation of Clear Flame was a bit weird today. It still blocked enemies from the outside world, but did not prevent people from leaving.
Zhao Layue turned into a line and landed in the forest beside a palace.
Listening to the movements in the forest and looking at the scene in the Tranquil Garden, the white cat's demonic pupils shrank again. It wanted to sneak away.
Jing Jiu was really in danger.
However, the palm landed on its neck again, and this time, the palm was slightly more forceful.
"I told you, I'll just watch the show today."
Yin San said calmly while looking in the direction of the Tranquil Garden.
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The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect landed in the Tranquil Garden, followed by the Mountain-protecting Formation of Clear Flame.
A strong wind was blowing in the Tranquil Garden. Monk Dachang and Monk Duhai stood in front of Jing Jiu with grave expressions.
Duke Lu, Xi Yiyun, and Bai Qianjun couldn't even stand properly and were sent flying. Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone pagoda in the middle of the garden like a small animal hugging a tree in a flood. He would not let go no matter how hard the sand and stones got in his eyes, trying his best to open his eyes wide to watch the figure falling at a high speed.
Monk Dachang's right palm shot up into the air, heading toward the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect sensed the attack and accelerated, attacking the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect from both sides.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was expressionless. He waved his sleeves lightly. No one knew what he did, but the Buddhist magic in the Protective Formation of Clear Flame was snatched away by him!
A skinny palm broke out of the sleeves, slapping toward the ground of the Tranquil Garden with unimaginable pressure and profound Zen aura.
Monk Dachang grunted and fell to the ground while vomiting blood. As a trusted follower of the Emperor, he had practiced Zen in the Guocheng Temple for three hundred years and had a profound understanding of Buddhist magic. However, he couldn't even block a palm wind from the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect. More terrifyingly, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect seemed to have a better understanding of Zen magic than him!
Monk Duhai looked solemn. He finally understood why the Protective Formation was operating so strangely today.
The skinny palm covered the entire Tranquil Garden.
The pressure from a figure at the peak of the Heavenly Arrival Realm couldn't be resisted or avoided.
Jing Jiu's face was pale, but his eyes were still clear.
Monk Duhai stood in front of him without hesitation. If he let this talented disciple of the Aoyama Sect die in the Guocheng Temple, how could he explain it to the Immortal Liu Ci and the Zen Master in the future?
As the Principal Justice of the Guocheng Temple, his state was naturally profound, far above that of Monk Dachang. He believed that he could block the palm for a while and let Jing Jiu escape.
Looking at the giant palm descending from the sky, his face was full of determination, and he was ready to sacrifice himself.
Suddenly, someone stood in front of him.
Monk Duhai was startled. Zhao Layue had been thrown away by Jing Jiu; Duke Lu, Bai Qianjun, and Xi Yiyun had been thrown out of the Tranquil Garden; Monk Dachang had fallen to the ground with severe injuries; and Zhuo Rusui was holding the small stone pagoda to support himself. Who else was in the Tranquil Garden? Where did this person come from?
Looking at the indigo official uniform of the person in front of him, Monk Duhai suddenly remembered that there was a middle-aged official who had entered the altar tower in the Tranquil Garden with Duke Lu today.
That official looked very ordinary. He hadn't made a sound since the beginning.
Monk Duhai thought that this person had already fainted. He didn't expect that this person had stayed until now and was standing in front of him!
Being able to walk freely under the pressure from a figure in the Heavenly Arrival Realm, he couldn't be an ordinary person. He should be a powerful Minister of Offerings in the Imperial Court. But …
Even if you were Jin Mingcheng, how could you resist this demon?
Monk Duhai reached out his hand to pull the official back, but it was too late.
The official thrust his palm toward the sky.
His palm was a bit wide and looked gentle, not like a hand used to holding a sword, and he hadn't done any hard work either. However, the edges of a few fingers had some calluses, indicating that he had held a pen many times. In comparison to the skinny and formidable palm of the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect, his palm looked very weak.
But in the next moment, everything had changed.
The official's body suddenly grew taller, looking like an old farmer looking down at the straws by the field, or a high-ranking official of the Pure Heaven Bureau looking down at the ground from the flying sedan.
An exceedingly formidable energy came out from the official's body, which was so pure that it looked like a real energy.
This sort of formidable energy was not the power of an official, but … the royal energy!
A red shapeless flame came out from the edge of the official's palm, and then turned into a pair of wings, flying up to the sky and hitting the palm of the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect had countless black lotus fires in his palm, which collided with the two wings of fire, giving off countless burning sounds.
The two wings of fire and the countless lotus fires vanished in the sky at the same time.
The two palms had finally collided.
No matter how perfect one's control of the energy was, it was impossible to prevent the energy from leaking out into heaven and earth; it was because the energy was beyond the realm of energy and was in the realm of magic.
A loud boom resounded! The broken eaves and houses in the Tranquil Garden were all flattened, and not a single speck of dust could be seen flying up. Instead, the view became much clearer.
The terrifying air waves swept out in all directions, destroying all the buildings along the way, evaporating all the water in the pond and eroding all the dried lotus leaves.
The air waves were blocked by the protective formation of the mountain after they had traveled a few thousand feet away, and then rolled back to wreak havoc again.
The power of the two palms was so formidable. Who was that official?
"The Emperor!"
Looking at the official, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect showed a shocked expression.
It was true that this official who came to the pagoda with Duke Lu was the Emperor of the current era!
Unexpectedly, the Emperor, who was supposed to deal with the state affairs in Zhaoge City, came to the Guocheng Temple stealthily.
He missed his father, so he wanted to come to the pagoda of spiritual bones in the Tranquil Garden, but he concealed his identity for fear of being known by others.
Of course, it was not that simple!
Was it possible that the scheme of the Immortal had been discovered?
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect glanced at Jing Jiu out of the corner of his eye, feeling a sense of danger.
It was the same as what the Unicorn had felt earlier.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was baffled. The Emperor of the current era had a profound Cultivation state, but he had nothing to be afraid of. Why did he feel more and more alarmed?
He decided not to stay here any longer. He had to leave immediately even if the Immortal would blame him later.
The Emperor withdrew his palm, not intending to detain the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect turned around and flew toward the sky. He suddenly felt something was out of place, so he turned around and took a look at the ground.
The Tranquil Garden was in ruins. Only the small stone pagoda containing the ashes of the late emperor was still intact because of the special material and the amulets.
Zhuo Rusui looked up at the sky while holding the small stone pagoda.
The ground was getting farther and farther away. The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect couldn't see his eyes clearly, but their eyes still met.
He didn't pay much attention to this disciple of Aoyama, even though he was rumored to be a talented person. It wasn't until now that the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect had finally discovered the problem. He exerted his demonic magic to suppress it.
Holding the stone pagoda, Zhuo Rusui looked at the black dot in the sky, his eyes bloodshot.
He hadn't averted his eyes or blinked his eyes since he looked at the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
He couldn't hold on any longer after receiving the full pressure from the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect. He groaned and fainted on the ground. His right hand opened, revealing a crushed sword talisman.
A wisp of Sword Will suddenly appeared in the sky.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was both shocked and enraged. He cursed loudly, "Shameless Aoyama!"
A sword light pierced through the sky, carrying an unimaginably powerful aura. It carried an even more powerful intent. Even the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect couldn't avoid it, and it pierced through his chest!
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The winter sun shone on the top of Tianguang Peak.
The Round Turtle closed its eyes and fell asleep soundlessly. The stone tablet on the turtle shell was silent. The Sword of Inherited Heaven, which was stuck in the stone tablet, cast a longer and longer shadow.
The Immortal Liu Ci sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed. The Sword Will of Inherited Heaven lingered around his body. The momentum of the sword had been accumulated for three days, and it was at the peak of its power.
Before Zhuo Rusui left Aoyama, he had given him a serious instruction.
"When you go to the Guocheng Temple this time, you should see it when it's time to see it. Don't make a mistake, and don't miss anything."
Sensing the news from afar, Liu Ci opened his eyes, thinking that his disciple hadn't done anything wrong after all.
Then, a trace of anger flashed in his deep eyes. "It's the Mysterious Dark Master … Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of strong wind rose on Tianguang Peak.
The Round Turtle opened his eyes slowly after so many years.
The shadow on the stone tablet had disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the fog that shrouded Yunxing Peak all year round also disappeared in an instant.
Those black, precipitous cliff rocks with threatening sword wills appeared in the sunlight and people's sight just like that.
The elders and disciples of the nine peaks were shocked speechless, not knowing what had happened.
The red leaves looked like fire on Shenmo Peak. Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the manor cave and came to the edge of the cliff, looking at Yunxing Peak.
Sensing the strong Sword Will coming from that peak, the two of them thought in shock that this was the true appearance of the Sword Peak.
"What has happened?" Yuan Qu asked uneasily.
"I didn't see it."
Gu Qing shook his head, suddenly feeling worried about his Master.
The sudden appearance of the Sword Peak indicated that something significant had happened in Chaotian.
Normally, it had nothing to do with Jing Jiu in his current Cultivation state and status; but Gu Qing felt something was out of place.
On the top of Tianguang Peak.
Liu Ci sat by the edge of the cliff with his legs crossed, looking in the direction of the Guocheng Temple, remaining silent for a long time.
"You even dare use a demonic person like the Mysterious Dark Master? Master, what is Aoyama to you?"
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